Chapter 149 148 The trees are as beautiful as the trees, but the wind will destroy them
Fang Minghua returned to his office from President Huang, Bai Miao came over and asked with concern: "Xiao Fang, what did President Huang want to tell you?"
"It's no big deal." Fang Minghua smiled: "President Huang said he was mainly concerned about how my novel was going."
Really?
Bai Miao was a little skeptical, but didn't ask any more questions.
After dinner at noon, Fang Minghua thought about this matter again.
I didn’t really think that my book would be banned. It’s just Xijing. I don’t know what the situation is like in other places?
Ask, and have some idea.
He braved the cold wind and rode his bicycle out of the unit and went straight to the bell tower. They did not go to Xinhua Bookstore but to the post office at the opposite intersection.
He wanted to call Wang Anyi in Shanghai and ask if Xinhua Bookstore in Shanghai also banned the sale of his book.
When I arrived at the post office, I patiently queued up and entered the long-distance phone booth in the post office. I looked at the time and saw that it was past two o'clock. Wang Anyi probably went to work, so she took out a small notebook and dialed the number on it.
The call was quickly connected, and Wang Anyi's Mandarin with a Shanghainese accent came through.
"Xiao Fang, it's you. I haven't written any novels recently."
"Sister An Yi, I'm not asking for a manuscript. You have something to ask me for help. "Fang Minghua didn't hide anything on the phone, and simply told the other party that his novel collection was banned from Xinhua Bookstore in Xijing.
"Huh? How could this happen? How outrageous?!" Wang Anyi's voice was very angry on the other side of the microphone: "But don't worry, Xiao Fang. After all, we have now adopted the reform and opening up. We are not in that era. ”
"Thank you. Sister An Yi, I would like to ask you to help me go to your Xinhua Bookstore in Shanghai to see if my book has been banned?"
"No problem, I will go now." Wang An Yi agreed: "I'll call you when I'm done. Call your office directly?"
"Okay, thank you."
"Why are you so polite? I hung up."
After hanging up the phone, after thinking about it, Fang Minghua took out his notebook and called Zhu Lin in Rongcheng. Unfortunately, it was not Zhu Lin who answered the phone. The other party said that Zhu Lin had something to do and went out.
The other party was very enthusiastic: "If you have any questions, I can tell Zhu Lin."
"No, thank you, thank you."
Immediately afterwards, he called Li Zhuan from Jinan and Yinchuan Zhang Xianliang and Director Ke Yang of the Chinese Department of Lanzhou University called, asking for help with the same thing:
Whether the local Xinhua Bookstore has blocked my book or not!
Who is Yanjing going to fight?
Shi Tiiesheng is a sweet-tempered person, but if it is inconvenient to sit in a wheelchair, don't bother him.
Wang Meng?
Wang Meng has now been transferred to "People's Literature" magazine as the editor-in-chief, and his relationship has also been transferred from the Yanjing Writers Association to the China Writers Association. Is it appropriate to bother others with this small matter?
After hesitating for a moment, Fang Minghua still called.
After the call was connected, Fang Minghua said: "Is this Editor Wang? Hello, I am Fang Minghua from Yanhe magazine."
"It turns out to be Xiao Fang." Wang Meng's hearty voice sounded on the phone, and he said humorously: "Have you cried recently? Are you too sad to eat?"
Huh?
It seems that Wang Meng already knows about this.
So he replied with a smile: "Editor Wang, how could it be? I have a great appetite and my food tastes delicious."
"Haha, it's good to have this mentality!"
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"Editor Wang, I would like to ask you to inquire whether the novel collection I published not long ago has been removed from the shelves of Xinhua Bookstore in Yanjing area?" Fang Minghua said.
“I knew you would ask this. A few days ago I went to several major Xinhua bookstores in the city and they were all taken off the shelves.”
It is indeed a political center.
"But don't worry, it's nothing serious. I am now the editor-in-chief of "People's Literature". If you have written articles, just send them over, others will not dare to publish them, I will publish them!" Wang Meng also Speaking of.
"Thank you, thank you." Fang Minghua was very moved.
What a good elder!
"Editor Wang, I am writing a novel recently, mainly about the older generation's journey to Guandong." Now that the conversation has come to this point, Fang Minghua briefly talked about his recent creation on the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Wang Meng listened carefully: "The novel cannot be published in "People's Literature", but if you are willing, after you finish it, bring it to Yanjing. I recommend it to be published by Writers Publishing House. !”
“Okay, thank you.”
Chatted a few more words and passed the phone. Fang Minghua went to the counter to pay for the phone bill.
"20 minutes, 40 yuan!" the salesperson at the counter said with an expressionless expression.
Holy shit!
One month’s salary is almost gone!
Robbing money. And the service attitude.
Sure enough these days, the iron boss is the second child.
Fang Minghua complained in his heart, but he still paid and rode back to the unit.
The next day, calls came to the editorial office from all over the country, including Zhu Lin, who later learned of the situation.
Yinchuan removed!
Lanzhou is off the shelves!
Removed from the shelves in Chengdu!
Jinan is off the shelves!
Only Shencheng has not been taken off the shelves. Wang Anyi told Fang Minghua on the phone that she had visited several Xinhua bookstores and the books were all selling normally.
It seems that the internal opinions are not unified.
Forget it, never mind.
If it rains, if your mother wants to get married, let him go.
But this matter soon became known to the people at the magazine.
It’s not that President Huang meant to reveal it. Everyone has been very sensitive during this period of time, and any slight disturbance will spread quickly.
Chen Zhongshi, Jia Pingwa and others called to comfort him. Lu Yao even came to find him and comforted him: "I'm asking for help, don't be afraid! I've experienced much more serious things than you, so don't come here anyway." Are you done?”
Fang Minghua expressed his gratitude to his friends for their kindness.
Of course not everyone is like this, some people are gloating.
Editor Sun in the editorial department counts as one.
I had a quarrel with Fang Minghua last year because of the publication of Yu Shan's article "Female College Dormitory", and I have always disliked him.
This guy is talented, but too crazy! It will definitely be bad luck.
Isn’t this? Retribution coming?
When I met Fang Minghua recently, he spoke strangely and sarcastically, but Fang Minghua didn't bother to pay attention to him.
In the past two days, another piece of news has been circulated privately in the magazine: Fang Minghua may be removed from his editorial position and reassigned to the security department as a gatekeeper!
This news was secretly told to him by Bai Miao during lunch.
"Who said that? President Huang?" Fang Minghua asked.
“I don’t know, it seems that it didn’t come from our club, but from the Writers Association.” Bai Miao replied.
It is possible that the magazine is under the leadership of the Writers Association.
"Xiao Fang, go ask President Huang, he is very nice to you."
But Fang Minghua shook his head.
"Don't ask, what's the point of asking? If you don't want to do it, I'll do it. I think it's good to see the gate."
Fang Minghua really doesn't want to ask.
If you really want to know, don't ask President Huang, just ask Du Pengcheng from the Writers Association.
He did not worry about these things, and learned from Mr. Lu Xun:
Hide in the small building and become a unified person
Don't worry about spring, summer, autumn and winter
Write wholeheartedly own novel.
Today is Friday, and it’s snowing heavily outside. Fang Minghua, as usual, rode his bike back to the work after eating at home. The stove was burning brightly, and he made a steaming cup of tea. While drinking tea, he was writing. Suddenly There was a knock on the door outside.
Fang Minghua went to open the door, but unexpectedly it was Song Tangtang, wearing a red ski sweater with snowflakes on his head and shoulders.
"Is it cold outside? Come in quickly." Fang Minghua asked the girl to come in, closed the door, helped her take off her coat, patted the snowflakes on her clothes, and asked curiously: "Aren't you going to night university tonight? Why are you here free?"
"I asked for leave." Song Tangtang looked at him: "I want to go back to your house with you, visit your uncle and aunt, and clarify our relationship. You can go to my house tomorrow. ”
“Now?”
"Yeah"
Fang Minghua suddenly discovered that Song Tangtang had specially dressed up tonight, wearing a very fashionable dress and light makeup!
It really looks like I am going to visit my future parents-in-law!
(End of this chapter)